You stand effortlessly on my pupil
Brushing your hair,
As you balance on its jagged rocks.
You are wearing your tight red swimsuit
And brushing your long brown hair.
Make no mistakes
You know how good you look.
You are the siren of my eye.
The object of my desire.
You take your position on the edge,
Stretching backwards,
Giving me time to look over your perfect body
As it shines in the evening sun.
You take one last look back then dive.
You cut through the water perfectly
Swimming deep into the salt water ocean
Of my deep blue eyes.
You keep going and finally get into my mind.
You take a breath
Know no you have total control.
You have found my only weakness
And used it as a path into my mind.
You know now I will do anything you say.
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Submission Name: Siren of my eye. (revised)
